"Why?"

Feng Qingyang's heart jumped, and he secretly said that it was not good, and looked directly at the Dark Night Ancestor, wanting to see a hint in his eyes.

"Some time ago, that is, the moment you came out of the secret realm, the people of Maoshan set out to encircle and suppress the Ice Palace Alliance...... and then the Dark Night Ancestor slowly said everything.

After listening, Feng Qingyang's fists creaked, his whole body trembled, he glared at the Night Ancestor fiercely, snorted coldly, shook his body, and suddenly disappeared into the hole.

"Maoshan, if Xiaozhu has the slightest problem, I will definitely wash you in blood......" Before leaving, he threw down a cruel word, echoing in the hole in the ground, making the Dark Night Ancestor tremble all over.

"This Maoshan is simply not knowing whether to live or die, and it actually provoked such a powerful ruthless person, isn't this his own death?" the Night Ancestor muttered to himself, a touch of complexity flashed in his heart.

To be honest, who would have thought that in just three years, he would break through from the realm of wandering corpses to the realm of black zombies? This simply shattered the myth of the cultivation realm for 10,000 years.

"This son must not be a thing in the pool, now I have exhausted the foundation in the early stage of breaking through the Jindan, if I want to break through again, I am afraid that it is impossible, but if I go to him, I am afraid that there is still a glimmer of hope. Thinking of this, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally his face sank and he chased out.

"Maoshan ......" After the wind cleared out of the hole, his divine sense unfolded, and he directly locked the location of the Ice Palace Alliance, he hadn't noticed it before, but now that he looked at it, it seemed to be a mess.

Seeing this, he was even more angry in his heart, and rushed towards the land of the alliance with a bang, the speed was extremely fast, like a whirlwind, and after only a breath, he came to the land of the ice palace.

"Zhang Kui, I have said it a few times, take refuge in us and open the Ice Palace, otherwise, you will die without a place to be buried, see? They are your end. ”

Outside the Ice Palace, the two sides were arguing violently, with severed limbs and broken flesh and blood flowing all around, which looked extremely miserable.

And Zhang Kui, who was pulled by Feng Qingyang, was also covered in blood, his face was hideous, looking at the dashing man less than a meter in front of him, his eyes were full of hatred.

Next to the man, there were two Ice Palace disciples, they were dead, but even if they were dead, they were still whipped and corpsed.

"Li Qingyun, you are looking for death, if our alliance leader comes back, you will definitely die a miserable death!" Zhang Kui's face was covered with blood, looking at the man in front of him, eager to step forward and kill him.

There were countless monks gathered around, but all of them were indifferent, looking at the crowd in the center of the battlefield, as if they were watching a play, sneering or mocking one by one.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive, I'll kill you now!" The Maoshan disciple flipped his palm, and a flickering rune paper flew out, and the coercion contained in it was felt by countless people outside the field.

Zhang Kui's eyes struggled, and when he was about to fight to the death, he suddenly found that the arrow fell on a strong palm, he subconsciously turned back, when he saw the face clearly, but the whole person was sluggish, and then his heart instantly settled down, he knew that the current matter was no longer a matter.

"Who do you say doesn't know whether to live or die?" Feng Qingyang caught the oncoming rune paper with one hand, and with a movement of his fingers, he immediately crushed it into powder and dissipated in the heavens and the earth.

"Who are you?" When he saw Feng Qingyang make a move, the man was obviously startled, and a trace of doubt and fear flashed in his pupils, but there were too many senior brothers beside him, and there were countless beautiful disciples.

Feng Qingyang's actions, in his eyes, were refuting his face, although he was a little scared, he still stepped forward and asked.

"Who am I?" The wind cleared up, and now who in the cultivation realm didn't know him, but when he was laughing, he remembered that he didn't have the iconic red hair, and it was no wonder that he didn't know him.

Taking a step forward, he restrained his momentum, and to outsiders, he was just an ordinary monk in the early stage of foundation building.

"I'm the one who came to kill you. He looked at the man deeply, leaned forward, and listed a row of small white teeth, which looked so gentle and brilliant.

But for some reason, the people around looked at the smile, and they always felt cold all over their bodies, and there was a deep feeling of yin, and suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and then a commotion came, obviously someone had recognized him.

However, this group of Maoshan people obviously don't know yet, and they don't know how they mix, and they don't know the enemies of Maoshan in life and death, which is also a joke.

"Hahaha......" The man laughed, then turned his head to look around, laughing even more wildly, and even a little out of breath.

"It's up to you, you're going to kill me, what are you?" Finally, he pressed his stomach hard and pointed at the wind.

"Senior disciples, kill him for me!" Then his face sank, and he roared, and suddenly three Maoshan disciples came out of him, surrounding Feng Qingyang, his face was full of arrogance, and his nostrils were almost facing the sky.

Looking around, many people covered their eyes, as if they didn't want to see the cruel scene, and their eyes were full of pity.

It's just that the pity is not the pity of the wind Qingyang, but the pity of this group of stupid people who are extremely ignorant - Maoshan disciples.

"Freeze!"

"Fire Charm!"

"Corpse Poison Curse!"

A few hideous sounds came, and the void shook, and it was suddenly filled with three-colored light, and the heat wave and ice were overwhelming, looking fierce and powerful.

Several people laughed wildly, but the next scene was that their smiles instantly remained on their faces, and their eyes almost flew out.

"Break!" Feng Qingyang just gently spit out a word, the void in the single room was distorted, and the coercion of the three law-level spells burst in an instant, and it was actually broken by him with a single word.

Knowing this moment, a few people realized that something was wrong, and looked at the people around them, but when they saw that they were all looking at themselves pitifully, they gasped, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked back at the leading man of Namao Mountain.

"Kill him for me. Although he felt a little inexplicable, he still said strongly, there are countless people who know him in these four directions, if he loses face like this, then what is it?

"Looking for death!" Hearing this, Feng Qingyang suddenly restrained his smile, no longer joking with them, and his momentum exploded instantly, and in an instant, his whole person changed.

The long black hair moved without wind, and the powerful momentum enveloped the entire dark night ghost market, making everyone present tremble and kneel on the ground one by one.

"You can't live if you do your own evil!" Feng Qingyang sighed, reached out with his big hand, and directly pinched to death a few Maoshan disciples kneeling in front of him, like pinching a little ant to death.

That effortless feeling, domineering, flamboyant and domineering, only listened: "The Ice Palace Alliance listens to the order, and no one in Maoshan can let go!"